Just received word that a young man I used to play paintball with passed away today. Last Wednesday, he crashed his motorcycle attempting to do a stunt. He wasn't wearing a helmet. The list of injuries was long, including a coma. Today, he departed this world. He was twenty years old.
It freaks me out. I wasn't even friends with the kid. In fact, we really didn't like each other. But, it's really sad to see him go. No parents should have to bury their own child.
I guess it's just a reminder that life is fragile, and God may choose to call you home at any moment. Being 19, I can't even imagine not being able to live out my life... let alone having my own child and having to bury him or her.
Live life to its fullest, gents. Every single day.
And for you parents, perhaps do something for your kid(s) today... let them stay up that extra 30 minutes, give them that extra scoop of ice cream, whatever.
It freaks me out. I wasn't even friends with the kid. In fact, we really didn't like each other. But, it's really sad to see him go. No parents should have to bury their own child.
I guess it's just a reminder that life is fragile, and God may choose to call you home at any moment. Being 19, I can't even imagine not being able to live out my life... let alone having my own child and having to bury him or her.
Live life to its fullest, gents. Every single day.
And for you parents, perhaps do something for your kid(s) today... let them stay up that extra 30 minutes, give them that extra scoop of ice cream, whatever.